You know I have been thinking. I went to a therapist for a couple of years and they cleared me because I have showed a lot of improvment. I don't feel my social anxiety has improved at all. At a party I am still the girl standing in the dark corner staring at the ground. I still have a panic attack when I have to go to a crowded place. I can't breath if I walk down a crowded aisle in the grocery store either. I have a baby shower to go to on feb 9 and I am scared. I hate baby showers, I hate the fake enthusiasm, I hate the fake smiles and most of all I hate those stupid games. If I have a kid I am going to tell everyone to mail me presents and leave me alone -_-

Worst thing I have going on is my college graduation is May 4th. I am so friggin' out of my mind scared that I have to be on stage in front of however many people. My chest hurts thinking about it. That is going to be a double dose of anxiety meds kind of day.

I still have a panic attack when I have to go to a crowded place. I can't breath if I walk down a crowded aisle in the grocery store either.

I cannot go to the West Edmonton Mall. I figured out why I became so aggressive and hostile xD It's because that's how my anxiety ended up flaring up in that place. I also get disoriented. When I feel cornered, if I can't make my way outside ASAP it gets worse.

I cannot go to the West Edmonton Mall. I figured out why I became so aggressive and hostile xD It's because that's how my anxiety ended up flaring up in that place. I also get disoriented. When I feel cornered, if I can't make my way outside ASAP it gets worse.

Exactly, understand that. You feel like a caged animal. People don't understand me because of my social issues. They think I'm mean because I don't smile like an idiot in a room full of people. I bet I do look angry to people that don't know the real me.

Exactly, understand that. You feel like a caged animal. People don't understand me because of my social issues. They think I'm mean because I don't smile like an idiot in a room full of people. I bet I do look angry to people that don't know the real me.

I'm the same. It took me a year and a half of "hosting" at a nightclub (where my job was to introduce people who hadn't been before to regulars, and basically try to make sure people were having a good time, and socialising if they wanted to by making those introductions for people too shy to do it themselves) to develop what I like to call my "fake face" that I use when I feel cornered or panicky in crowds, which happens a lot of the time, living down the road from one of the most popular areas in the city. Can't do a grocery shop without being proficient at dodging people on crowded streets, ugh... Scares me half to death most of the time, but then apparently "exposure therapy" is a real thing, though it doesn't feel like it has any benefits, heh.

I pity the future generation; teenagers do not even know how to lie properly anymore.

I work security at a gated community; yeah I know sad pathetic low paying job. Anyways an incodent happened with some ding dong ditchers and drag racing. Got the vehicles description and the teenagers description. Not to long afterwards a truck pulls up we know full well was involved, but we don't have enough proof yet. So under good faith I let him in. Guess what, you just did something stupid and your going to do it agian. That's like kicking the bee hive then coming back a few minutes later and wondering why the bees are angry. Well now we got defenite proof it was them.

Is that the end?

NOPE, the fun part is next. Not even an hour later a black compact pulls up slams on the breaks making the tires squeal. Smelling heavily of burning rubber and tires are unusually worn. Behind them is again the guilty party from before said incodent. This is the second car involved in the drag racing. "Oh I don't know him he was picking a fight with me on PCH". UH huh, pick a better lie, the odds of some random person on Pacific Coast Highway goes to the same address your trying to get to ( let him know to that the truck behind him was involved). Well then he switches the story to he lives here. How gulliable do they think adults are?

Oh and Mr. I don't know him, there is security footage from the ding dong ditching incodent that proves very much otherwise.

PLEASE parents teach your kids to lie properly. Though it would be funny to watch a presidential electioin with canidates that lie this badly.

About the pot incodent; I say don't get mad get even. Even the law would side on your side because that qualifies under unsafe living conditions.

Stupid relatives. We'll never see or hear from my great uncle again because his stupid kids put him in a nursing home in North Carolina where his daughter lives. We knew they were going to do it but not this soon. We didn't even know they sold his house until we found out that my mom's beautician bought it. Someone is about to be unfriended on FB.